"Man, I miss Mira." I couldn't help but groan as I took a bite from the food before me. One the inn had offered as "room service". It tasted plain. Not bad per se, but compared to the food Mira had spoiled me with? It felt like I was tasting dirt.
"I'm… I'm sorry. I don't really know how to cook." Nyssara's tiny voice replied from opposite me as the blue-skinned woman tried not to be too embarrassed by her own words.
"Hmm? Oh, don't worry about that, hahahaha… None of my women know how to cook either. Mira and Clarissa are just exceptions. I was just thinking out loud is all, don't mind me."
"Oh? Really? I thought…"
"That all those women you saw me with could cook? Fat chance. Don't tell them I said this, but Kaila is only interested in causing chaos, and probably has thoughts of assaulting me sexually one of these days.
Khalifa is an airheaded exhibitionist whose only talent is finding progressively non-existent clothing and trying them on.
